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Things that go bump in the night.

By Elle on April 13, 2012 in a glimpse into my mind, blah blah blah, hold me, hubby

My husband doesn’t believe in ghosts or hauntings unlike me. The house we currently live in has two ghosts.

About 5 years ago when my husband and I were living in the D.C. area, I swore our apartment was haunted. I felt an angry presence in the dining room and in the living room there was a very gentle female presence.

One time I got up in the middle of the night and went to the kitchen for some water.

When I walked through the living room I came to a screeching halt when I saw this cloudy, tall figure. I ran my ass back to the bedroom, jumped back into bed, and woke up my hubby to tell him there’s something in the living room.

He wasn’t amused and went back to sleep.

I couldn’t go to sleep after that and was lying awake in bed most of the night.

The one that really scared the hell out of me is when I was asleep one early morning and I felt someone grab my shoulder and shake me awake. I knew it was my husband but when I turned, nobody was there.

I started to think my husband was trying to scare me but when I got out of bed, I saw that he was taking a shower in his bathroom. The hairs on my arms stood up and I started to panic.

My husband kept insisting that it wasn’t him and after that I dreaded sleeping in the bedroom. There were also alot of times when I would be sitting on the couch and felt like I was being stared at.

Just a few months after the hummingbird was born, we moved and I was so happy to be out of that place.

Have you ever had a spooky experience? Do you have a favorite scary movie you like to watch on Friday the 13th?

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Stephanie April 14, 2012 at 09:52

My husband (at the time fiance) and I visited his grandfather in Georgia and stayed overnight. My engagement ring had belonged to his grandmother who’d died the year before. We were sleeping in separate beds so I was alone, and in the middle of the night I woke up from a dead sleep to feel the engagement ring on my finger moving. Not in a “shift-as-you-sleep” way, but MOVE! I told Bill about it the next morning and he said it must have been his grandmother checking me out. We’d talked on the phone, but we’d never met. She must have approved of me!

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Some must haves for newborns.

By Elle on March 16, 2012 in blah blah blah, books, daughter, new mommyhood, the little hummingbird, this and that

When I was pregnant with my daughter over three years ago, I was told about all kinds of things that were needed for her. I found that I didn’t need half of what I ended up buying. Here are some things I wouldn’t have been able to live without.

The Fisher-Price rainforest bouncer was the reason I could actually take showers and eat. Of course it doesn’t work wonders so there were times when the hummingbird didn’t want to be in it for long but I got much more done because of it.

We used this swing for my little girl’s naps and when we were desperate because she didn’t want to sleep, we’d put her in her lamb swing. It came back to bite us in the ass when she was about 6 or 7 months old and was depending more and more on the swing.

One time the thing just stopped working (probably because we used it constantly) and it wasn’t because the batteries didn’t have anymore juice. My husband was on a 4 day business trip at the time and I felt like I was going to die of sleep deprivation. There wasn’t a store in our area that had this specific swing so I ordered it online with one day shipping which was brutal but I needed sleep and so did the hummingbird.

This was my favorite book to read to my daughter and she loved it just as much as I did. I memorized it so there were times when I would recite her favorite book without having to have it wherever we went.

We tried a few different things when it came to bathing the little hummingbird but the whale tub was our favorite.

I loved this jumper and the hummingbird started using it when she was 4 months old. She was still pretty floppy but as she got older she would jump so fast and high that I thought she would fly right out of the jumper.

I didn’t discover these Aden + Anais blankets until my daughter was about a year old and she LOVES them. They are her beloved bb’s and we can’t leave the house without one. The muslin blankets are so cozy and I wish they made them for adults.

These blankets are pricey but when I consider how much I spent on swaddling blankets in search of *the* perfect blanket, I probably spent more on the ones that the hummingbird didn’t like.

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What are/were some of your favorites for your newborn and what didn’t you need after all?

*I wasn’t paid to endorse any of these products. If I had been paid, I probably would’ve had the title include wooooo hooooo!

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When arseholes make me extra stabby, first edition.

By Elle on March 3, 2012 in a glimpse into my mind, blah blah blah, really?!, would you like some cheese with your whine?

When the hummingbird was just a tiny babe and I would be pushing her ~~what seemed like an SUV sized~~ stroller, I would have the worst time trying to get in or out of a shop. There were countless times when there would be someone just standing there watching. Um, hello? Can I get a little help here?

When some asshole is tailgating me and makes this big production when it comes to passing me, only to get as far as right in front of me. Wow, all that douchebag behavior sure paid off. I usually laugh out loud when that happens.

When a male radio talk show host calls a woman a slut for being on birth control. Hey asshole, either grow your own vagina or go back to the f*cking prairie.

When I’m at the grocery store and try to go down an aisle but there are two people in the middle of the aisle talking and oblivious to anything around them and saying excuse me is repeatedly ignored.

When you have an early morning appointment with a doctor, you arrive when you’re supposed to, and they’re still 30 minutes behind.

When you’re actually able to go out to dinner with your husband and daughter and you get seated next to people who must think they’re at a rock concert because they talk and cackle so loud, it hurts your head.

When your cats love to pounce on your head at 3 am and then you can’t go back to sleep. I’m not calling Maisy and Penny assholes but…..okay they are a couple of assholes at times, I mean they’re cats.

What makes you extra stabby?